When you stop and think,

It’s only the Eyes,That can express.The fullness, the totality,The inexpressibility,Of what true Love can really be,No words, just looks communicate,The warm embrace, the tenderness,The feelings no words can express,The eyes translate into caress.

To make them let goOf truth acquiredOr inspired,Honesty in most of them,The goal,Never heard of many poetsWho the welfare of the peopleAnd the freedom of their soulBetrayed or even stole.

How could I?Love is not justA temporary waveThat after a whileYou no longer craveOr stall.I still carry,You’re vivid presenceIn my whole existenceAnd in all that is you,Your beloved presenceAnd charm, were alwaysSo totally inspiring,I remember us sharingSo many beautiful thingsEspecially, poetryAnd our hearts would singFor as we had, each other,We had more, than everything.

So many weakFools,Listen and Follow,When ReasonAnd LoveSpeak,Only,The Pure of Heart,Follow.That is whyInstability,War and not PeaceAlways dominateAnd torment,Tomorrow.

And had nothing to learn,All would be so boringLike butter being churned.

Where the heart beats,At happiness rate,And the Sea singsDeep freedom songs,And the Soul knowsIt can’t be wrong.